The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1887-03-22
"OUT OF THE COMMON"
Or How Happiness Came From
Disappointment.


window and turned her hair TO shining
gold; touched the crisp gray locks OF
John Rogers, and made friendly cir
Gle of light and warmth about the pair.
Il could not 90 against mammals
wishes, YOU know" the young lady
said gently. playing with the ring on
her left hand. ''She has had long
talk with me this morning, and, though
knew she disapproved of our engage
Hent, never realized before how her
heart was set against it."
And YOU do not think 10y patient
waiting-by proving how earnest we
aiP--'
No, John. Mother can not look OH
it a. we do: she realizes all the disad-
vantages and none of the hopes that
we have built ON; and then the
young lady glanced down once at her
delicate hands before she continued
'.wotld il he quite fair. John. for me to
wait. and LEI all other opportunities
glide by, and grow old and sad while l
waited?"
john started. There was SO much
caution suggested in the words. No
doubt she was but repeating them after
her mother. but they fell chillingly OH
his ears from those young lips.
lit is true, Maud he answered.
while look of pain fingered on his
of happiness slip by because you are
bound to me. 1t is not the love
thought you gave me-a love which
trusts and hopes in patient faithfulness.
l am no longer yot'ng, dear, but L have
risked much on this dream of love COM
ing late in life, but coming for the first
time. Maud. and ''-his VOICE broke
staying with me-always."
He arose and turned partly away
from her, quite still, leaning his arms
OH the mantelpiece. Maud Branson
rose. too, and came toward him, her
delicate. beautiful face full of concern
There was nothing about John Rogers
TO attract notice. He WAS very plain
man, no longer young, but he had at
least some charm of mind or soul which
had won the love of very beautiful
woman. Her dress clung in graceful
folds TO her slender figure. fillet of
blue bound the golden hair. which was
: coiled in classic simplicity about her
head. He turned and looked at her.
taking in all the details of the picture:
then he put his head down deiectedly
on his crossed arms Maud extended
one hand appealingly.
John. YOU will take it?''
Yes, Maud, he answered, drawing
his breath hard. Il take it-and re-
nounce it He patted the soft surface
once or twice. thoughtfully. "All that
. came with it. and all that goes with it.
Maud, goodbye. =
There was such a noble sadness i'm
his face that il touched her. The
proud head bent lower, until it rested
oil John Rogers shoulder. She raised
herself with eyes still wet.
+ Goodbye. John. The world cant
give just what we want.
mo. dear What is it?''
Your ring"
he took The pretty sapphire ring he
had placed on her hand one day with
only half-realized rapture and slipped
it i'm his breast pocket. 1t was worth
less now. And so John Rogers left the
house and threaded his way down the
busy streets. The sunlight still danced
over him warm and beautiful, kissing
his grave face. his hair, his hands.
And let all other opportunities
glide by;'" he repeated the words TO
himself. ruefully. Its not the old
fashioned love; not the love | used TO
\ dream of when Twas boy. Perhaps
there ism t any nowadays
He looked very tired as he ran up
the steps aud rang at the door of his
!. clearinghouse. Clarice noticed it,
his landladV daughter.